Thy Art Is Murder Dear Desolation
[Verse 1]
Piece by piece
The masses torn apart, by a killer with a purpose
Piece by piece
Reform, exist to engorge
Upon the souls of the weak and the worthless
The blood of the beast, the flesh of the sheep
The parasites turn to the plague
With open arms, the sickened psalms, embrace the end of days
[Hook]
One by one the houses fell
The moral compass is abandoned
One by one the fevers swell
A cancerous swarm, be forewarned
A dying earth can't withstand it
[Verse 2]
Piece by piece
The masses torn apart
Annihilation, nothing is left
Piece by piece
I watch as droves of man
Draw in their final breath
Hollow horizon, turn to black
With open arms, I embrace
A world of ruin, a world of ash
[Pre-Chorus]
Dear desolation
Pull me deeper into flame
The idols of man have bathed in blood
No sense in pretending
We deserve a f..cking happy ending
[Chorus / Breakdown]
The widow of the world
Grieves not for the death of her people
No eulogies, no funerals, no sense in pretending
We deserve a f..cking happy ending
[Pre-Chorus]
Dear desolation
Pull me deeper into flame
The idols of man have bathed in blood
No sense in pretending
We deserve a f..cking happy ending
[Chorus]
The widow of the world
Grieves not for the death of her people
No eulogies, no funerals, no sense in pretending
We deserve a f..cking happy ending
